Home after a week away, what’s changed? The song sparrows are back, ebullient as ever, and the dead cherry has shed another shaggy limb.
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
Tag Archives: song sparrow
Small rain on an east wind. Swelling...
Small rain on an east wind. Swelling buds impart a faint red hue to the woods’ edge, and a song sparrow states the obvious: spring is here.
Also tagged rain, red maple
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Cold as it is, the birds seem to avoid...
Cold as it is, the birds seem to avoid the sun. In one shadow, a wren putt-putts. In another, a song sparrow shakes water from his wings.
Also tagged Carolina wren
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Sparrows and finches chitter in the...
Sparrows and finches chitter in the half-light. A song sparrow sings beside the springhouse, a sound I haven’t heard here in over a year.
The song sparrow sings at first light...
The song sparrow sings at first light—just once, like an alarm going off. Then nothing but the creek’s quiet conversation for 20 minutes.
Also tagged stream
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A wedge of geese, high against the...
A wedge of geese, high against the clouds, headed due north: migrants. The first song sparrow of the year breaks into his trademark song.
Also tagged Canada geese
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Cold drizzle. The burble of a song...
Cold drizzle. The burble of a song sparrow. A flycatcher of indeterminate species flutters up from the foxtail millet beside the stream.
Also tagged flycatcher, foxtail millet, stream
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I keep hearing fragments of song—...
I keep hearing fragments of song—winter wren, bluebird, song sparrow—and the usual tight flock of siskins in a walnut tree going zzzzzzip.
Also tagged bluebird, pine siskin, winter wren
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A song sparrow sings, and suddenly...
A song sparrow sings, and suddenly it’s spring again. In the front garden, under browning leaves, the witch hazel dangles spidery blooms.
Also tagged garden, witch hazel
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